When the night falls all around us,
And we can no longer see,
No matter what they try to call us,
I'll still hold you close to me
And when they lie to the masses,
And present themselves as idolatry,
We'll hide and take our chances,
And I'll hold you close to me
And the truth it may be fleeting,
They control what we hear and see,
We'll survive, though bleeding,
And I'll hold you close to me
One day the skies will brighten,
We'll drive them all into the sea,
We'll watch them float on the horizon,
And I'll hold you close to me
Copyright, EGHarne
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
STACEY ON THE BUS
I dread the days that I have to work,
Riding the Metro with a dumbass jerk,
She won't shut up!
She drives me freakin' crazy!
She won't shut up!
Her name is Stacey...
She thinks she's cute,
But she makes me puke,
She's worse than herpes or a bag of pus,
She'll make you cuss,
She's Stacey on the bus!
I'd like to put one right between her eyes,
Yes, she's that bad and we all despise,
Her flapping gums,
She drives us freakin' crazy!
She won't shut up!
That damn Stacey!
She's got a pierced tongue,
She'd make Carl Jung,
Worship Sigmund Freud and accept mother lust,
She's got you sussed,
She's Stacey on the bus!
I hope one day the world explodes,
Sacrifice myself to get this ho',
To please shut up,
She'd drive the good Lord crazy!
She won't shut up,
I pray for death to Stacey!
She's a maniac!
She'd make Satan yak!
I'd commit seppuku with a single thrust,
I'd turn to dust,
To get Stacey off the bus!
Riding the Metro with a dumbass jerk,
She won't shut up!
She drives me freakin' crazy!
She won't shut up!
Her name is Stacey...
She thinks she's cute,
But she makes me puke,
She's worse than herpes or a bag of pus,
She'll make you cuss,
She's Stacey on the bus!
I'd like to put one right between her eyes,
Yes, she's that bad and we all despise,
Her flapping gums,
She drives us freakin' crazy!
She won't shut up!
That damn Stacey!
She's got a pierced tongue,
She'd make Carl Jung,
Worship Sigmund Freud and accept mother lust,
She's got you sussed,
She's Stacey on the bus!
I hope one day the world explodes,
Sacrifice myself to get this ho',
To please shut up,
She'd drive the good Lord crazy!
She won't shut up,
I pray for death to Stacey!
She's a maniac!
She'd make Satan yak!
I'd commit seppuku with a single thrust,
I'd turn to dust,
To get Stacey off the bus!
Thursday, October 25, 2012
CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME?
When I was young, I came to this place,
With a few good friends and a smile on my face,
We’d talk all night and then leave at dawn,
Just havin’ fun, never did nuthin’ wrong
But the years blazed on, at the speed of light,
One day you wake up, and youth’s outta sight,
The friends you held dear, have all disappeared,
And condolences offered, can’t stop the tears
Can anybody hear me?
Or do you just fear me?
I know I’ve gotten old,
Do you have to be so cold?
Can anybody hear me?
I walk in this place, with a cane in my hand,
I’m the last of my friends, I know they’d understand,
I just wanna be close, to the laughs and the boasts,
To those I once loved, even though they’re all ghosts
And I listen to music, that seems out of place,
But I endure it all with a smile on my face,
Talk to myself and sleep until dawn,
Don’t know who I am, but I know something’s wrong
Can anybody hear me?
Or do you just fear me?
I know I’ve gotten old,
Do you have to be so cold?
Can anybody hear me?
With a few good friends and a smile on my face,
We’d talk all night and then leave at dawn,
Just havin’ fun, never did nuthin’ wrong
But the years blazed on, at the speed of light,
One day you wake up, and youth’s outta sight,
The friends you held dear, have all disappeared,
And condolences offered, can’t stop the tears
Can anybody hear me?
Or do you just fear me?
I know I’ve gotten old,
Do you have to be so cold?
Can anybody hear me?
I walk in this place, with a cane in my hand,
I’m the last of my friends, I know they’d understand,
I just wanna be close, to the laughs and the boasts,
To those I once loved, even though they’re all ghosts
And I listen to music, that seems out of place,
But I endure it all with a smile on my face,
Talk to myself and sleep until dawn,
Don’t know who I am, but I know something’s wrong
Can anybody hear me?
Or do you just fear me?
I know I’ve gotten old,
Do you have to be so cold?
Can anybody hear me?
Friday, July 20, 2012
THREE FORKS
We were all together,
For a very long, long time,
Then one day it all changes,
For no reason nor no rhyme
But the future beckons to us,
And the ones we held so dear,
Fade away like windswept clouds,
As do our fallen tears
Then suddenly as they left us,
Memories come flooding back,
And the trigger something small,
And the dam begins to crack
And it happened just today,
Doing something so mundane,
That I had to catch my breath,
Because I could not dull the pain
For as I set the table,
It shook me to my core,
I sobbed a silent prayer,
Three forks instead of four
Copyright; EGHarne
For a very long, long time,
Then one day it all changes,
For no reason nor no rhyme
But the future beckons to us,
And the ones we held so dear,
Fade away like windswept clouds,
As do our fallen tears
Then suddenly as they left us,
Memories come flooding back,
And the trigger something small,
And the dam begins to crack
And it happened just today,
Doing something so mundane,
That I had to catch my breath,
Because I could not dull the pain
For as I set the table,
It shook me to my core,
I sobbed a silent prayer,
Three forks instead of four
Copyright; EGHarne
Friday, April 13, 2012
MUSINGS AT THE MALL
Been walking this mall for 25 years,
Watched the people come and go,
Store fronts closed, businesses dark,
And the roof is starting to bow
I follow the faded, broken signs,
That mark the miles in tenths,
Can’t even attract porn shops here,
With drastically lowered rents
But I get my daily exercise,
While avoiding warps in the floors,
With menacing gangs around me,
Pimping the local crack whores
I used to feel so safe here,
When families were standard fare,
But now it’s one big shit hole,
And pot smoke fills the air
And I get so tired of the comments,
Perpetrators of deicide,
From all the hip-hop wannabes,
Flashing finger signs
I just wanted a peaceful existence,
To enjoy my twilight years,
But it’s all fallen down around me,
And now I live in fear
But I won’t go down silently,
They won’t take my mall away,
To simply walk in solitude,
And no longer feel afraid
Screw all you sonsabitches,
You won’t make me run,
‘Cause underneath my jacket,
I silently caress my gun
Watched the people come and go,
Store fronts closed, businesses dark,
And the roof is starting to bow
I follow the faded, broken signs,
That mark the miles in tenths,
Can’t even attract porn shops here,
With drastically lowered rents
But I get my daily exercise,
While avoiding warps in the floors,
With menacing gangs around me,
Pimping the local crack whores
I used to feel so safe here,
When families were standard fare,
But now it’s one big shit hole,
And pot smoke fills the air
And I get so tired of the comments,
Perpetrators of deicide,
From all the hip-hop wannabes,
Flashing finger signs
I just wanted a peaceful existence,
To enjoy my twilight years,
But it’s all fallen down around me,
And now I live in fear
But I won’t go down silently,
They won’t take my mall away,
To simply walk in solitude,
And no longer feel afraid
Screw all you sonsabitches,
You won’t make me run,
‘Cause underneath my jacket,
I silently caress my gun
Friday, March 30, 2012
FIX
I’ve tried so hard, as hard as I can,
To make what was wrong right,
But we’ve fallen between the crevices,
Of the very dark side of life
And I begged for you to follow me,
And walk hand in hand to the light,
But you balked as happiness beckoned,
And remained in the shadows of life
I can’t repair these broken souls,
Even with mortar and brick,
We’ve failed to even help ourselves,
And that’s something God won’t fix
You’ve said we don’t hold all the cards,
And the dealer uses a slight,
But we’ve gambled on empty promises,
And the dead man’s hand is our life
Our mutual disgust is appalling,
Screaming mightily day and night,
For something we’ve lost within ourselves,
Conveniently blaming this life
We take no responsibility for anything,
Though we hide the needle pricks,
I pray we learn to pray again,
But that’s something God can’t fix
Copyright; EGHarne
To make what was wrong right,
But we’ve fallen between the crevices,
Of the very dark side of life
And I begged for you to follow me,
And walk hand in hand to the light,
But you balked as happiness beckoned,
And remained in the shadows of life
I can’t repair these broken souls,
Even with mortar and brick,
We’ve failed to even help ourselves,
And that’s something God won’t fix
You’ve said we don’t hold all the cards,
And the dealer uses a slight,
But we’ve gambled on empty promises,
And the dead man’s hand is our life
Our mutual disgust is appalling,
Screaming mightily day and night,
For something we’ve lost within ourselves,
Conveniently blaming this life
We take no responsibility for anything,
Though we hide the needle pricks,
I pray we learn to pray again,
But that’s something God can’t fix
Copyright; EGHarne
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
U2
They're another mindless rock band,
So socially aware,
No thoughts of their own,
And no one really cares
Rich beyond belief,
They're gods to their fans,
They excoriate America,
While hawking their brand
They hate the U.S.A.,
We're stupid, shallow, crass,
But these comic, Celtic zeros
Willingly take our cash
So take your fake refinement,
And all your self-righteous glee,
And we'll burn them in a heap,
Next to your joshua tree
Copyright; EGHARNE
So socially aware,
No thoughts of their own,
And no one really cares
Rich beyond belief,
They're gods to their fans,
They excoriate America,
While hawking their brand
They hate the U.S.A.,
We're stupid, shallow, crass,
But these comic, Celtic zeros
Willingly take our cash
So take your fake refinement,
And all your self-righteous glee,
And we'll burn them in a heap,
Next to your joshua tree
Copyright; EGHARNE
Thursday, October 13, 2011
AMY
If there was a way that I could find you,
After, oh, these many years,
The things that I would tell you,
Would bring us both to tears
If I could hold your hands in mine,
And express what's in my heart,
You'd be amazed by what's been hidden,
Illuminating what's been dark
These emotions still surprise me,
About a woman I briefly knew,
But those few hours we had together,
Made me confront the truth
That love's not measured in minutes,
Nor does it fade like burning coals,
It simply overtakes us,
And forever alters our souls
Copyright; EGHarne
After, oh, these many years,
The things that I would tell you,
Would bring us both to tears
If I could hold your hands in mine,
And express what's in my heart,
You'd be amazed by what's been hidden,
Illuminating what's been dark
These emotions still surprise me,
About a woman I briefly knew,
But those few hours we had together,
Made me confront the truth
That love's not measured in minutes,
Nor does it fade like burning coals,
It simply overtakes us,
And forever alters our souls
Copyright; EGHarne
Saturday, October 8, 2011
JURISPRUDENCE
If I get caught stealing candy from a baby,
If I get caught beating an old man with his cane,
If I get caught stealing flowers from a graveyard,
I hope I get tried in the good ol' U.S.A.
And if all the evidence is stacked against me,
And if they can match my worthless DNA,
And if eyewitnesses say they saw me,
I hope I get tried in the good ol' U.S.A.
'Cause in the U.S.A., hey, facts they don't matter,
Lawyers will give any lie a whirl,
I don't have to worry about no conviction,
'Cause the U.S.A. has the dumbest juries in the world
Copyright; EGHarne
If I get caught beating an old man with his cane,
If I get caught stealing flowers from a graveyard,
I hope I get tried in the good ol' U.S.A.
And if all the evidence is stacked against me,
And if they can match my worthless DNA,
And if eyewitnesses say they saw me,
I hope I get tried in the good ol' U.S.A.
'Cause in the U.S.A., hey, facts they don't matter,
Lawyers will give any lie a whirl,
I don't have to worry about no conviction,
'Cause the U.S.A. has the dumbest juries in the world
Copyright; EGHarne
Sunday, August 14, 2011
WISDOM
I thirsted for knowledge,
I longed to understand,
About the world around me,
Not leaving anything to chance
I packed all my belongings,
And headed for the hills,
To find the Monk of Knowledge,
And screw these self-help shills
I traveled days and nights,
Through rain and sleet and snow,
To the highest mountain,
As far as I could go
I reached the cavern entrance,
Then spied the prophet's lair,
He sat upon a toilet seat,
Stroking greasy, crusty hair
I knelt so low before him,
Exhausted from the trip,
I then worked up the courage,
And these words passed my lips:
"Oh great Font of Foresight,
I left my children and my wife,
So I could finally meet you,
And discover the meaning of my life!"
He looked at me so kindly,
And I'll not soon forget,
The wisdom he imparted,
On his garlic laded breath:
"Oswald shot the President,
Jimmy Hoffa's in concrete,
We didn't land on the moon,
And porn stars have dirty feet."
COPYRIGHT; EGHarne
I longed to understand,
About the world around me,
Not leaving anything to chance
I packed all my belongings,
And headed for the hills,
To find the Monk of Knowledge,
And screw these self-help shills
I traveled days and nights,
Through rain and sleet and snow,
To the highest mountain,
As far as I could go
I reached the cavern entrance,
Then spied the prophet's lair,
He sat upon a toilet seat,
Stroking greasy, crusty hair
I knelt so low before him,
Exhausted from the trip,
I then worked up the courage,
And these words passed my lips:
"Oh great Font of Foresight,
I left my children and my wife,
So I could finally meet you,
And discover the meaning of my life!"
He looked at me so kindly,
And I'll not soon forget,
The wisdom he imparted,
On his garlic laded breath:
"Oswald shot the President,
Jimmy Hoffa's in concrete,
We didn't land on the moon,
And porn stars have dirty feet."
COPYRIGHT; EGHarne
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
PETE'S CONVERSATION W/HIS BEST FRIEND'S WIFE
You don't know how you make me feel,
Oh, how my senses reel,
And if we ever have the chance,
To embolden this romance,
That's the art of the deal
We'll keep this secret sealed...
Oh, how my senses reel,
And if we ever have the chance,
To embolden this romance,
That's the art of the deal
We'll keep this secret sealed...
Saturday, July 16, 2011
MEMENTO MORI (Memo to Sinead O'Connor)
The magazines they savaged you,
They said you'd gotten old,
That somehow youth's eternal,
And none of this was foretold
No matter how hard we fight it,
And swim against the tide,
Nature's wishes drown us,
In the sands of time
So hold your head up proudly,
Fear not those facial lines,
The softening of the middle,
And a tush that's not so fine
They can hate us for these changes,
That are tantamount to crimes,
Vernal assholes miss the point:
They ain't far behind
They said you'd gotten old,
That somehow youth's eternal,
And none of this was foretold
No matter how hard we fight it,
And swim against the tide,
Nature's wishes drown us,
In the sands of time
So hold your head up proudly,
Fear not those facial lines,
The softening of the middle,
And a tush that's not so fine
They can hate us for these changes,
That are tantamount to crimes,
Vernal assholes miss the point:
They ain't far behind
Thursday, June 9, 2011
MISSING
Walking slowly on these streets,
The moonlight casts a glow,
So many years have come and gone,
But I don't really want to know
And I wonder if these spirits,
That step silently with me,
Remember all those happy days,
When we were so carefree
The weight from these memories,
Puts me to the test,
The sadness overcoming me,
Won't leave my soul at rest
I want to keep on moving,
And find answers that are clear,
Of what happened to the love I lost,
And why she disappeared
To the cops she's just a cold file,
A picture frozen deep in time,
Maybe someday I will find her,
And solve the mystery of this crime
The moonlight casts a glow,
So many years have come and gone,
But I don't really want to know
And I wonder if these spirits,
That step silently with me,
Remember all those happy days,
When we were so carefree
The weight from these memories,
Puts me to the test,
The sadness overcoming me,
Won't leave my soul at rest
I want to keep on moving,
And find answers that are clear,
Of what happened to the love I lost,
And why she disappeared
To the cops she's just a cold file,
A picture frozen deep in time,
Maybe someday I will find her,
And solve the mystery of this crime
Saturday, April 23, 2011
THE PROMISE
Here you are so sick again,
You don't look so well,
The skin sags around your skull,
And your bed sores really smell
I could try to help you,
Do as I've always done,
Tell you everything's o.k.,
And then dial 9-1-1
But somehow this time's different,
There's nothing in your eyes,
Except the pain of living,
That accompanies your cries
You whisper something in my ear,
And I hold your hand in mine,
I make a solemn promise,
No ambulance this time
Copyright; EGHarne
You don't look so well,
The skin sags around your skull,
And your bed sores really smell
I could try to help you,
Do as I've always done,
Tell you everything's o.k.,
And then dial 9-1-1
But somehow this time's different,
There's nothing in your eyes,
Except the pain of living,
That accompanies your cries
You whisper something in my ear,
And I hold your hand in mine,
I make a solemn promise,
No ambulance this time
Copyright; EGHarne
Saturday, March 12, 2011
BONNIE BEDELIA
Bonnie Bedelia,
Heart like a wheel,
Can I ever tell ya,
How I really feel?
I'll never let you go...
Never let you go...
Heart like a wheel,
Can I ever tell ya,
How I really feel?
I'll never let you go...
Never let you go...
Friday, December 10, 2010
UNREQUITED
When you love someone,
But she don't feel the same,
You can't catch your breath,
You can't dull the pain
And when you see her smile,
But at someone else,
It turns you inside out,
You can't feel yourself,
And when she walks away,
Moving hand in hand,
Leaving your love behind,
For another man
And as you stand alone,
Nothing's bittersweet,
No one sees you there,
Drowning in your grief
Copyright; EGHarne
But she don't feel the same,
You can't catch your breath,
You can't dull the pain
And when you see her smile,
But at someone else,
It turns you inside out,
You can't feel yourself,
And when she walks away,
Moving hand in hand,
Leaving your love behind,
For another man
And as you stand alone,
Nothing's bittersweet,
No one sees you there,
Drowning in your grief
Copyright; EGHarne
Sunday, December 5, 2010
BARRY'S THOUGHTS AT THE GRAVESIDE OF HIS RECENTLY DECEASED WIFE
I'm glad it's you and not me darlin'!
I can't stop myself from sreamin' and hollerin'!
Pretty soon you'll be nuthin' but a box full o' bones,
And me, I'll be tap dancin' on all these headstones!
Copyright; EGHarne
I can't stop myself from sreamin' and hollerin'!
Pretty soon you'll be nuthin' but a box full o' bones,
And me, I'll be tap dancin' on all these headstones!
Copyright; EGHarne
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
FEVER DREAM
It took me awhile to realize,
Where I was going to and where I had been,
I can't say that it was a noble quest,
Because I left you behind,
When the friendship wore thin
Somewhere out on that highway's an end,
Of a journey that's lasted far too long,
The winners ain't braver,
The women ain't beauties,
And the race don't always go the strong
Beg, borrow and steal a lifetime,
Of broken promises and poison darts,
I can lie to the people,
I can lie to you baby,
I can lie here all night and wait for the sparks
But you know and I know flames don't rekindle,
When wooden hearts darken with falling tears,
'Cause I ain't a beggar,
And I ain't a pleader,
Still I wish these nurses would acknowledge my fears
Copyright; EGHarne
Where I was going to and where I had been,
I can't say that it was a noble quest,
Because I left you behind,
When the friendship wore thin
Somewhere out on that highway's an end,
Of a journey that's lasted far too long,
The winners ain't braver,
The women ain't beauties,
And the race don't always go the strong
Beg, borrow and steal a lifetime,
Of broken promises and poison darts,
I can lie to the people,
I can lie to you baby,
I can lie here all night and wait for the sparks
But you know and I know flames don't rekindle,
When wooden hearts darken with falling tears,
'Cause I ain't a beggar,
And I ain't a pleader,
Still I wish these nurses would acknowledge my fears
Copyright; EGHarne
Saturday, November 20, 2010
A MOMENT OF CLARITY
I've done a lot of bad things,
And I've hurt so many people,
In my neverending quest for number one,
But of all the mistakes I've made,
You're not one, my son,
Of all the mistakes I've made, you're not one
Copyright; EGHarne
And I've hurt so many people,
In my neverending quest for number one,
But of all the mistakes I've made,
You're not one, my son,
Of all the mistakes I've made, you're not one
Copyright; EGHarne
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
HER PLAINTIVE PLEA TO A JACKASS
Lie to me,
I don't want to hear those words again,
Don't want to see,
And though I understand your feelings well,
Please don't leave,
Don't go,
'cause you know I love you so
Copyright; EGHarne
I don't want to hear those words again,
Don't want to see,
And though I understand your feelings well,
Please don't leave,
Don't go,
'cause you know I love you so
Copyright; EGHarne
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